Broken, shattered, a once shining pane of glass now in pieces on the floor,

Broken, hurting, a once happy child living everyday with a smile, now bleeding as the cuts open again and reveal his seared soul,

Broken, weeping, a once shiny eyed boy amazed by the world around him, a world that he thought was filled with happiness, a world he once thought was full of good,

Broken, cold, a once warm hearted boy welcoming all those who he crossed paths with, that boy is gone, hostility has taken him, it turns out letting people in only brings harm,

Broken, enraged, a once well-tempered patient boy now filled with the anger betrayal has caused him,

Broken, distraught, a once pure child, who thought everything was beautiful, now he lies in the darkness and looses himself, what have I become,